| Lazy alley mind filled my crazy head with crack
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| Spooky little spinner so we called up the jack
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| I felt my feet dangling from the 27th floor
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| I ain’t no train-stopping Superman no more
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| Black out night in Philly
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| Things were getting kinda silly
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| And the tattoo moved right up my arm
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| And we knew were losing
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| Fuzzy eye city snoozing
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| Needle didn’t leave a scar
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| Don’t use me, don’t bleed me
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| You see me on my knees
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| Don’t use me, don’t bleed me
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| You know just what I need
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| And the door opened wider
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| Ryan pitched me a slider
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| And the lights when out for seven weeks
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| There’s a certain kind aroma
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| When your body crashing coma
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| And you’re too tongue tied to speak
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| Real easy to hustle
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| Got a brain storm muscle
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| 'Cause I’m buzzing like a bumble bee
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| Rocky cut me to the floor
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| I got kicked by the horse
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| Something like I’ve never seen
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| Don’t use me, don’t bleed me
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| You see me on my knees
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| Don’t use me, don’t bleed me
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| You know just what I need
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| Got a friend with a monkey
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| Don’t you think it’s kind of funky?
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| He’s a real Judas kiss
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| I found him face down in bed
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| Drive by shooter dead
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| Times like this I won’t miss
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| When he came to
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| From his haunting blue
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| I said «A miracle has happened to me!
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| Found myself staring
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| In the eyes of someone caring
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| He said 'Boy, gonna set you free'.»
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| I could never imagine
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| Salvation and compassion
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| Or a life without guilt and pain
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| Jesus cried drops of blood
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| In the garden with his love
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| So we would believe on his name
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| Don’t use me, don’t bleed me
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| You see me on my knees
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| Don’t use me, don’t bleed me
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| You know just what I need |